It seemed that only Wu Dazhi and Liu Ziyi were left in the huge auditorium.
"Dazhi, why do I feel like I'm running away with you," Liu Ziyi said jokingly in order to lighten the atmosphere.
"Oh no, stop talking nonsense. I want to find a little girl to elope with you, a big man. Just pick up the soap." Wu Dazhi scolded Liu Ziyi without even looking back.
"There is no development, now it is popular to be gay and friendly..."
Before Liu Ziyi finished speaking, the stairs came to an end, and the door came directly into their eyes. Wu Dazhi trembled slightly, and Liu Ziyi simply trembled all over.
"What the hell, why is it so cold?" Liu Ziyi complained dissatisfied, tugged on Wu Dazhi's arm, and said after discussing: "I mean Dazhi, although we are good sons and daughters of the motherland, we should not work too hard, okay? Don't take the case. It hasn’t been broken yet, let’s die with honor first,”
Wu Dazhi glanced at the door. Even though it was locked, Yin Qi was constantly coming out. The Yin Qi was so powerful that even Liu Ziyi was aware of it.
"Brother Dazhi, we are not here to catch ghosts. If you want to catch ghosts, you'd better find Brother Fatty. Let's go up there."
Liu Ziyi said, without waiting for Wu Dazhi's reaction, Wu Dazhi glanced at the door again. When he came to his senses, he realized that his palms were already covered in cold sweat.
Although it was already April, it was still a bit cold in City C in the northeast. He was sweating. Wu Dazhi knew clearly that this was the strong pressure put on him by the Yin Qi just now.
"Let's go," Wu Dazhi didn't want to stay here any longer, so he followed Liu Ziyi and walked out.
As if he was worried, Wu Dazhi looked back unexpectedly. The door that was originally locked with a big lock suddenly opened a gap. It was a little far away, but Wu Dazhi could still see clearly. A hand was stretched out from inside. Pale and bloodless, the long nails are neatly trimmed and the bright red nail polish seems to tell Wu Dazhi that the owner of the hands is a girl who loves beauty very much.
Wu Dazhi recognized it at a glance. It was the hand that waved to him just now. Now that she came out again, what did she mean?
"You go up first and I'll take care of something." Since people come to you on their own initiative and are evading, this is definitely not Wu Dazhi's character. He ignored Liu Ziyi's surprised gaze and turned around and walked back.
Liu Ziyi doesn't think as much as Wu Dazhi. If you can run, run as fast as possible, otherwise you may not be able to run in a while.
Seeing Liu Ziyi leaving, Wu Dazhi said coldly:
"What is the purpose of calling me here? Do you want to provoke me, or do you want to tell me who killed those two people?"
Although Wu Dazhi said this, he didn't think that the female ghost in the small room would tell him who the real murderer was.
"I won't tell you." Sure enough, the female ghost giggled, her voice indescribably terrifying and weird: "If you release her, you will all die."
"Who are you letting out?" Wu Dazhi became anxious and stretched out his hand to pull the door, but it was clear that there was a slit in the door. The moment he stretched out his hand to pull, another big lock came in, and the female ghost stretched out her hand. The hand that came out also disappeared without a trace.
Wu Dazhi had no choice but to go to the auditorium full of questions. But as soon as he came out, he found that something was wrong. Everyone's expressions were as if something big had just happened.
"What's wrong?" Wu Dazhi frowned and asked Liu Ziyi. Now that he knew it was the work of ghosts, he was most afraid that something would happen in the middle.
Da Jinbiao reminded him before that he still didn't believe it. It would not be a problem to kill two ghosts with his own ability. But now Wu Dazhi felt that he was really wrong. Whether it was Duanmu Zi who had fought before or today's The female ghosts were hiding behind the stairwell. If he wanted to defeat them, Wu Dazhi felt that he would lose his skin first.
"Teacher Wu..." Liu Ziyi didn't say anything this time, and the department head Hong came up: "Just now, a school janitor found a CD player in the corner. He didn't know to ask the police, so he opened it directly. It turned out that there was a CD player in the corner. Singing weird songs,"
"Where is the CD player?"
Wu Dazhi now finally understands the meaning of the ghost in the stairwell. It is possible that the two lovers yesterday were just like the school guard. They saw the CD player, opened it rashly, and released the ghost in the CD player. come out.
Soon someone brought the CD player to Wu Dazhi, and Liu Ziyi came over nervously: "Brother Dazhi, see if there is any problem..."
Wu Dazhi looked at the CD player. It looked a bit old. It must have been a few years old.
"Did the students bring them in from previous rehearsals?" Wu Dazhi already knew the answer, but on the surface he was still prepared to rule out all possibilities.
"No," a girl said. Wu Dazhi knew her. She is the student president of the School of Archeology. She is said to be very popular in school: "Teacher, you are not so old-fashioned. You think we still use this kind of thing. Nowadays, I’m using mp3. Besides, mobile phones have storage functions, so who would use this thing?”
Wu Dazhi nodded, ignoring the girl's rudeness, then turned to Liu Ziyi and said, "Open it and listen.
"What?" Liu Ziyi asked noncommittally: "Dazhi, if there is anything weird about this thing, we will be in trouble if we hear it. I think we'd better find out the situation first."
Faced with Liu Ziyi's suggestion, Wu Dazhi just shook his head: "You have opened this thing just now. Even if it is really weird, it is too late to remedy it now. The only way is to find the clues quickly and solve it quickly."
Liu Ziyi originally wanted to say something, but when he saw Wu Dazhi's resolute attitude and tough tone, he swallowed everything he wanted to say.
After finding the power source, Wu Dazhi pressed the play button. At first, there was no sound in the CD player, just a blank space. If you listen carefully, you will find that there is a faint silly sound in it, but it is not loud.
Just when Wu Dazhi lost his patience and wanted to turn off the playback, a cold voice, like a pre-set program, began to sing mechanically. The voice was very melodious and not lifeless.
In most people's ears, this is a very beautiful sound of nature, but in Wu Dazhi's ears, one can hear the disharmony in it, full of murderous meaning, and a call from the underworld:
"The first you, dancing in the air, with scattered hair, mixed with red petals, like a fairy falling from the sky; the second you, born in the light, but died in the darkness, half from heaven and half from hell, crying alone; the second you, you were born in the light, but died in the darkness, half from heaven and half from hell, crying alone; The three of you kiss the earth passionately, but you don't get the warmth you deserve; the fourth of you is attached to the tenderness of water, always smiling in his arms; the fifth of you has turned into dust, but is the most real From the beginning, from now on, we will always be together and never separate... until you find all of you..."